I have sort of a green thumb. I mean, it goes black from time to time… but for now, we’ll call it a cactus green thumb. Alright now that that’s kind of settled, let’s move on. I like the idea of gardening. Right now I actually have a few flower seeds planted, but I can never seem to get the hang of it. The plants either don’t grow, we don’t even START the garden, or I forget about the plants and they just flat out die (the second reason being more often than not).
My mom is actually also on board with the idea we can just never get around to doing it. We have the perfect spot and everything. It’s this spot where our old hot tub used to be. We never used it so we took it out and now there’s a big, empty space where the hot tub was.
I hope we can get around to doing it because that empty hole isn’t getting prettier. I’ll just keep on pestering my parents about it in the mean time.